Giratina was not expecting a Blizzard - not such a strong one - from the pokemon, and it howled with pain, massive tail whipping through the air as one of ghostly 'wings' succumbed to the ice. A frozen, useless lump of a thing.

The tail slammed down on the 'shelf', a pale imitation of earthquake, but it would feel like the real thing. Or should. "Rrrgrraaaaa."